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Chapter 436 - 432: A Fierce Battle with Shi Yong (4)

Chapter 436: Chapter 432: A Fierce Battle with Shi Yong (4)

As the battle entered its final stage, everyone was focused intently on the arena, watching Shi Yong and Ling Chen, waiting for the victor to emerge.

"That Shi Yong is quite outstanding."

In a corner of the venue stood two women, one of whom was wearing a veil, seemingly afraid of being recognized. However, the attention of everyone in the venue was so concentrated on the stage that nobody noticed their presence.

Hearing the veiled woman’s assessment, the delicate woman beside her agreed: "Shi Yong is a newbie heavily nurtured by the Shi Family, with excellent aptitude and physical qualities. We took all aspects into consideration during our evaluation, which is why we placed him in the last five spots of the Newcomer List. However, his strength has indeed exceeded our expectations. Judging by the power he has just displayed, he should be on par with the masters on the Dragon List. Personally, I think he is qualified to challenge the top five on the Newcomer List."

The veiled woman nodded lightly, her eyes like autumn waters fixed on Ling Chen, who was struggling on the stage, and she softly spoke, "What do you think of that Ling Chen?"

"Not bad, but just that, far from outstanding. Even if he wasn’t injured, he would not be Shi Yong’s match. Based on my understanding of him, his endurance is probably thanks to the Heavenly Mechanism Pill, which has enhanced his strength. However, even with that, the gap between him and Shi Yong cannot be narrowed."

While they were talking, a faint elegant fragrance suddenly arrived. Unbeknownst to them, a woman in white clothing and wearing a veil too, not revealing her face, had appeared beside them.

"How did you get here?" The previously speaking veiled woman didn’t even look at the newcomer; she recognized her identity simply from the fragrance. And the only person who would dare to appear beside her without notice was this woman.

"You can leave first."

"Yes." The delicate woman replied and withdrew to the back, leaving the two veiled women alone.

"I’ve come to see him."

"Who?"

"Ling Chen."

The veiled woman asked with a hint of surprise in her tone, "You know him? How come I wasn’t aware?"

"There’s a lot you don’t know, and I don’t need to tell you everything."

"That’s true. However, in the current situation, do you think he can win?"

"Until the final moment arrives, no one can predict the outcome. I believe he won’t disappoint me."

Clang!

At that moment, in the arena, Ling Chen, having sustained a direct attack from Shi Yong, staggered backward, his body shaking, nearly unable to stand firm.

Minutes passed, and Shi Yong had completely taken the initiative, not giving Ling Chen any chance to counterattack, pressing him step by step. Apart from defending, Ling Chen had no strength to fight back, like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

"Aren’t you conceding yet?" Shi Yong frowned at the gasping Ling Chen, "Don’t force me to be ruthless."

"Bring it on!"

Ling Chen gritted his teeth and swung his steel staff with force. Shi Yong stepped forward, and his Horse-slaying Saber swooped down through the air.

At the moment of weapon contact, Ling Chen felt a numbness in his palm, the strong force making his arms tremble slightly, almost causing him to drop the steel staff.

Taking advantage of this, Shi Yong closed in and repeatedly chopped down with his Horse-slaying Saber, striking hard on the steel staff.

"Let go!"

With Shi Yong’s shout, the power bursting from the Horse-slaying Saber was like raging river waters, continuous and relentless, fiercely assaulting the steel staff.

Ling Chen, gritting his teeth to endure, suddenly felt an ache in his arm, as if he had lost all strength, and the steel rod slipped from his grasp, falling to the ground.

At last, a victor had emerged!

The audience in the stands exhaled collectively, their gazes filled with unreserved admiration for Shi Yong, who was undoubtedly a dark horse. Although there was one battle yet to end, everyone had already recognized him as the final victor in their hearts.

Gazing at the rolling steel rod on the ground, Ling Chen slowly lifted his head, looking directly at Shi Yong, showing not the slightest hint of backing down.

Shi Yong, feeling the determination in Ling Chen’s eyes, was taken aback and looked at him in disbelief. Had it come to this point, and yet this guy still refused to admit defeat?

Lost in thought, Shi Yong suddenly saw Ling Chen reach inside his clothing with empty hands and pull out ten daggers, wedged between his fingers.

Everyone was shocked at Ling Chen’s actions.

This guy still wouldn’t give up!

Some couldn’t help but utter words of admiration; even though Ling Chen’s abilities seemed average, his indomitable spirit was commendable. However, their admiration was mingled with confusion, as they wondered what Ling Chen intended to do.

Could he possibly hope to turn the tables with just a few daggers?

Watching the ten daggers in Ling Chen’s hands, Shi Yong raised his Horse-slaying Saber, instantly on guard, daring not to be careless.

The martial arts competition wasn’t over yet; anything could happen. He understood this all too well.

At that moment, the attentive Shi Yong suddenly noticed something odd about the daggers in Ling Chen’s hands. They appeared to be just ten daggers, but they were unusually thick, not the normal thickness of regular daggers. It seemed as if each one was composed of more than ten thin daggers.

What was he planning to do?

With this thought, a hint of confusion flickered in Shi Yong’s eyes.

With the ten daggers in hand, Ling Chen took a deep breath, trying to bring himself to peak condition. After a moment, he looked up at Shi Yong, his lips suddenly curling into a faint smile.

Seeing the smile emerge on his face, for some reason, Shi Yong felt an uneasy sensation.

Right then, he put aside distracting thoughts, lifted the Horse-slaying Saber high, and quickly charged at Ling Chen. Regardless of what Ling Chen had up his sleeve, it was essential to gain the initiative.

As Shi Yong approached, Ling Chen lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, flinging his arms upward, and the ten daggers wedged between his fingers were instantly thrown into the air.

The odd action immediately startled the onlookers.

Shi Yong was directly in front of Ling Chen, and instead of attacking him, Ling Chen threw the daggers into the sky. What did that mean?

Just as everyone was perplexed, the ten daggers in midair suddenly transformed, each one splitting into more than ten blades thin as cicada wings.

In just an instant, hundreds of daggers appeared above their heads, nearly covering the entire arena.

Shi Yong looked up at the falling daggers, his expression changing instantly. He immediately halted his attack, swinging the Horse-slaying Saber with both hands, deflecting the daggers raining from the sky to avoid being cut.

"What is he doing?"

At that moment, an alarmed shout came from the stands, and all eyes focused on Ling Chen, utterly astonished.

Among the dense rain of daggers, Ling Chen moved swiftly like a gust of wind, darting through them. What was even more surprising was that whenever it seemed like Ling Chen would be struck by the falling daggers, he always anticipated in advance, shifting his position to deftly avoid them.

In a blink of an eye, Ling Chen had swiftly made it up close to Shi Yong.